During our fall vacation in Italy, my husband and I shopped, ate and spent nights in Milan’s grand Excelsior Hotel Gallia and Venice’s intimate Philippe Starck designed PalazzinaG, then we left for Florence.
When we arrived at the historic Westin Excelsior Hotel, I learned that its roots date back to the year 1251. By my American standards that’s impressive, but I was almost as fascinated to learn that it was later purchased by Napoleon Bonaparte’s sister in 1833 to be, what I believe was, her private residence.
While in Florence, we spent a special evening with our friends Dawn and Ennio, from California, and another evening with new friends Graziella and Mark, from Malta. We explored, shopped, socialized and ate our way through the capitol city of Tuscany.
On our fourth night in Florence, my husband and I took a cooking class in an ancient farmhouse, located in the Tuscan hills outside the city. The 1000 year old palace sized farmhouse had been sold and divided into 5 spacious historic apartments during the 1980s. Today, the apartments are owned and run co-op style. Chef Sandra, our teacher, is the owner of the beautiful apartment in which we cooked.
The kitchen’s bones, built in the 1700s, are relatively young compared to the rest of the house. Although, the architecture is original, the modern amenities are obviously new.
Sandra picked us up at our hotel in her pretty little BMW (her friends tease her because they consider her car to be huge) and drove us to the hills of Tuscany where she lives.
Upon our arrival, we received a tour of the garden and olive grove over looking the valley.
Once inside, I took a few pictures of the living room and kitchen, so that I could share them with you.
Sandra and her Architect/Interior Designer chose to plaster over sections of the stone walls to soften the otherwise overpowering effect of so much masonry. The room features a fireplace with an elegant cast stone surround on the wall opposite of the book shelves.
Several days before our cooking lesson, Sandra and I talked about what we wanted to make for dinner, so that she would be prepared. Each recipe was Sandra’s creation. She asked us for our opinions and gave us free reign to make mistakes. We made a few. ☺️
The bruschetta was truly dreamy. If only we had black cabbage and Tuscan bread in our house right now.
We were having too much fun talking and forgot to pay attention to the time. The tenderloin was delicious, but Sandra was a tiny bit disappointed that it was slightly over cooked.
The pan juices made up for any moisture lost in the meat.
The cooked garlic was intended to infuse flavor into the dish and then be discarded, but I asked if I could eat it. In hind site, I would serve this dish as intended.
For dessert, we made Tiramisu. I creamed the mascarpone cheese and fine sugar by hand, so it would be light and fluffy, but not too airy.
Jon and I have never been super tiramisu fans, but Sandra’s recipe was delectable. I have to admit, though, that being novices, Jon and I didn’t squeeze enough of the espresso out of the lady fingers cookies, so we had moisture pooling at the bottom of the dish.